Winter Freestyle

I was trying to bleed for deposit
Forty on Madelyn leaning both ways silent
Smoking on a roach, getting high for a minute
Every night just working, if we see it we gone get it, yeah
I go crazy with the C note
How you tell me you been real but you just fake though
How you tell me you be in it but you ain't kill doe
How you acting like you rich with no funds though
Enough with all the fake and the fuck shit
If you would of then you could've, then you should've bitch
I'm gone lay his ass down with the mob ties and we do that shit
No I ain't no Buddhist but you still know that I'll do that shit

If I land I'm a stick it now
Stars on the ceiling in a daze now
Now they wanna act like they been here, it been different now
Now they switching up that they see I got bands now
In a foreign with a pretty bitch
Girl if this go right, we really rich
Can't be trusting no one not in sight with that petty shit
I don't fuck with snakes in the grass call it Jada Kiss



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Writer(s): Slone Potts
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